Edgar and His Destined Wife
Chapter 473

Chapter 473

"You can say that."

Edgar's eyes were icy. He looked at her for a while, and his tone finally softened.

"You can't help even if you stay back. It would further complicate things. You also hope for this to be solved as soon as possible, don't you?"

Jean was very reluctant.It seemed like she would only become everyone's burden if she stayed. Her expression was indifferent, and she took a deep breath in.

"Let's go to the airport"

Although she said it, she was secretly planning something else.

Sherry had stirred things up in the race, and everything was a mess.

Jean hadn't been able to carry out her plan.

If she returned to the country like this, it would be hard to replace an opportunity to break away from Edgar.

What if...

She didn't show her sad expression.

When they reached the airport, she said that her stomach hurt.

"I want to go to the washroom."

She took a few steps before she stopped.

"Why don't I get some medicine for you?" Edgar said in a deep voice.

Jean shook her head at once.

"No.I have special reasons. I'll go on my own.Jean took a few steps forward and turned back to glance at Edgar. He was in a black coat and was still standing in the corner. She didn't know if he had understood her hints. Didn't she make it clear? Jean looked down at her lower abdomen. It wasn't obvious.

She idled in the washroom for a while and pretended to be exhausted as she walked out, but she realized that Edgar wasn't at the same spot.

Jean looked around in astonishment and saw him walking out of a fast-food restaurant with burgers and fries.

The fragrance was hard to resist.

"Are you hungry?"

Edgar raised his hands and handed them to Jean.

"We still have to wait to board the plane. You can eat. I'll carry everything else."

The two of them were alone because Miles was handling the check-in procedures.

Jean couldn't resist the temptation of the fragrance. She unwittingly ate the portion of two people. She even devoured the crumbs.

"Do you want more?"

When she came to her senses, she noticed the man's eyes gazing at her deeply. His thin lips twitched slightly, and his voice was a lot gentler than usual. "I'll buy more if you want to eat more."

His tone was kind, and he casually revealed a smile that was full of seductive charm. The joy in his eyes was evident.

Jean immediately let go.

"No.I'm just afraid that the food on the flight won't be my cup of tea."

She got up at once after that and headed to the washroom. She turned and secretly took a look.

Edgar was still sitting there, but he had an unapproachable expression instead.

Miles came back after the check-in procedures and saw his boss holding fast food wrappers, seeming to be in an exceptionally good mood.

"Have you eaten, Mr.Royden?"

"No."

Edgar pointed at the fast-food restaurant.

"Go and get another takeout meal."

Since she liked it, he would order more takeout for her.

Before the plane took off, Jean received a text message from Ben.

Sonny had regained consciousness, but he had to cooperate with local police investigations, so that would take some time. She wrinkled her brows and stared at her cell phone screen.

She asked in a low voice, "Even if they replace that this has something to do with Sherry, they don't have a way to uncover the truth behind the scenes, am I right?"

Sherry had been a higher-level representative for Pinnacle Group for the past few years, and she made frequent public appearances.

Pinnacle Group would never let such a spokesperson get into trouble.

Furthermore, Pinnacle Group's circle of influence was overseas.

It was beyond difficult to get to the bottom of the matter.

Edgar handed her a blanket.

"Don't think about it anymore.Rest. Racing takes up a lot of energy"

He had been deeply stirred these few days.

Coincidentally, when he handed her the blanket, Jean felt very sleepy.

She stretched and fell asleep as she curled up in the chair.

Through seven hours on the flight, she leaned against Edgar.

Upon seeing her sleep so soundly, his arm was numb, but he didn't dare to move.

When she woke up, she saw dinner in front of her that the flight attendant had reheated.

It wasn't a flight meal, but fast-food takeout from the fast-food restaurant at the airport instead.

Her eyes were filled with both surprise and joy.

Edgar handed her cutlery.

"Dig in.It won't taste good if it's reheated again."

At that moment, Jean felt as if everything that had happened was a dream.

She took it from him and bent her head to mumble, "If this was the past..."

Before she could finish, she swallowed her words.

A wave of nausea surged, and she covered her chest.

She couldn't hold it in and hurled everything that she had eaten.

She vomited in front of Edgar, and it got on him and the tray.

They had booked flight tickets at the last minute and were in economy class.

The surrounding passengers looked at her in disgust.

After a wave of dizziness and nausea, she came to her senses, and her face flushed.

She was startled as she looked at the mess in front of her.

She didn't know what to do.

But Edgar was glad.

He even charitably took off his coat and put it on the tray.

If she was correct, the coat was foreign artisan handmade, and it was expensive.

But now, it had become a rag to clean up.

"I'm sorry, everyone. My wife isn't feeling well.I will clean it up."

This voice rang clearly in Jean's ears.

He propped her up, and she felt his warm gaze full of concern.

"Are you feeling better?"

Jean hung her head.

"Mm."

"Go to the washroom and freshen up. I'll get clothes for you to change into."

He took care of everything and even took the time to ask her how she felt. He didn't regard her spew with disdain. He wasn't annoyed at all.

When Jean came out of the washroom after changing her clothes, an elderly woman who was sitting next to them said with emotion, "Your husband is quite a good person. He's so considerate to you."

"He..."

Jean was startled and didn't know how to reply.

Thinking about how she was only a stranger on a plane, Jean forced out a smile and didn't say anything else.

The elderly woman smiled and said, "You're pregnant, aren't you? The first few months are the hardest. You might feel unwell no matter what you eat. Don't think too much about it. It will be alright after this.Jean pursed the corner of her lips tightly.

On the other end, Edgar had also changed his shirt, and he walked from the direction of the washroom.

Their eyes met, and Jean could hear the sound of her heartbeat.

It was as if she was meeting him for the first time before they got married.

She was still attracted by his charm.

Her cheeks blushed for no reason.

She didn't know how to deal with the awkward situation that had just happened, so she wrapped herself in the blanket and pretended to sleep.

Edgar walked across the aisles and sat quietly next to her.

The cabin slowly quietened.

Jean could feel him reach his arm over, and with some force, he pulled down the blanket that she had buried her head in.

His deep voice rang, "It's too stifling."

The heartbeat that she had suppressed started to beat wildly again.

Thankfully, the cabin was dim.

"We're only arriving in two hours. Sleep for a while more. You must let me know if you're not feeling well again."